There will always be more to do in a week than there is time in a week.
My mind will always have a maddening flow of never ending thoughts and tasks.

But this past Friday morning, I pressed pause on the endless list of tasks.

I grabbed Guy, and drove to a local lake for a morning coffee and stroll. It was just a brief walk around the waterfront, but no matter how brief, it made all the difference. We had the opportunity to dream together, to praise God for the blessings of this season together, and just be plain ole silly with one another. It was recharging and refreshing.